CHAPTER 66

  Lord Talon

  ‘Becky, it’s healed,’ I say as I enter the room.

  She is brewing something in a small cauldron, and it smells horrendous.

  ‘What’s healed?’ she asks, walking around the table and toward me.

  I unbutton my shirt and watch her jaw drop. ‘What did you do?’ she asks.

  ‘I didn’t do anything.’ I tell her.

  ‘Something must have happened? Tell me everything you did from last night up till now.’